People do this a lot. They don’t seem to realise that the future is just like now, but in a little while, so they say they’re going to do things in anticipation of some kind...

The only calibration that counts is how much heart people invest, how much they ignore their fears of being hurt or caught out or humiliated. And the only thing people regret is that they didn’t...

It was like we were both trying to hold onto something that was slipping through our fingers, and we didn’t understand why. I understood more than him, of course, but just barely. I would never...

Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage which we did not take towards the door we never opened into the rose-garden.

When someone you love says goodbye you can stare long and hard at the door they closed and forget to see all the doors God has open in front of you.

There’s a time in your life when you have to stop looking back and start looking forward because otherwise you’re going to walk down the road one day and bump into a lamppost. But it’s...

regret is mostly caused by not havingdone anything.

And it was pointless…to think how those years could have been put to better use, for he could hardly have put them to worse. There was no recovering them now. You could grieve endlessly for...

It gripped her hand gently. ‘Regret is for humans,’ it said.She laughed. ‘Really?’The machine shrugged and let go of her hand. ‘Oh, no. It’s just something we tell ourselves.

At the end of the first date, I got my courage up and I made a move. One U-Haul van and 1,500 miles later, I regretted my boldness.

That morning, he was afraid of becoming old, and it was a very specific kind of old age he feared, one which had nothing to do with the number of years since your birth. He...

I’m here today because of my decisions yesterday. So I can change my tomorrow today, but I can’t change my today today. This makes the me of yesterday offensive to the me of today.

Still the dream persists, suppressed but always there, that somehow by some miraculous effort of the heart what was done could be undone. What form would such atonement take that would turn back time and...

Too often we look back on our lives with regret. What is done, is done. We learned lessons from those mistakes. Every day is a new beginning.

We only understand the true love of our lives when we bound ourself within the boundries of right and wrong.

Regrets are a waste of time. They’re the past crippling the present.- From Under the Tuscan Sun, 2003

Better to leave with good memories than have the last ones be the embarrassing, smoking ruin of what once had been a fantastic friendship.

Would you like to sit?” Kellen asked her.”You’d better do it soon,” Owen whispered close to her ear, “or I’m going to bend you over that table and break the club’s no-penetration-in-the-lounge rule.

I lost myself in finding you, nothing has made me feel so wasted ever.

you can’t change the past,Aunt Lou used to say.Oh, but I wanted to;that was the one thing I really wanted to do

Don’t overthink things. Sometimes you can convince your head not to listen to your heart. Those are the decisions you regret for the rest of your life.” Faith Barnett From Texas Tangle

Don’t regret; just celebrate your knowledge and wisdom. Life isn’t about an easygoing sheltered heaven; it’s about living.

This is one of those rare moments when, while doing that which it is one’s duty to do, one feels something which disconcerts one, and which would dissuade one from proceeding further; one persists, it...

It’s always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret. Father said that. That Christ was not crucified: he was worn away by a minute clicking of little wheels. That had no sister.

Don’t be among those who give up early and regret later.

No such thing as time travel, he’d rumbled patiently, once. Only live with what you’ve done, and try in the future to do what you’re happy to live with.

It all feels so different than it did yesterday. Is it because I’m aware of your feelings now? Or is it something else? Is it that…I know…what love is?

Love passed me by and I failed to get the plates.

I got to wear blinders all the time so I won’t think sideways or in the past.

There was a long hard time when I kept far from me the remembrance of what I had thrown away when I was quite ignorant of its worth.

Any fighter knows that regret that doesn’t inform your future is wasted emotion. If you lose and dwell on the missed opportunity rather than the chances to come, you’re finished.

Just because The Past always hung there upon its hooks on the game-room wall, you didn’t have to pull it down and use it on yourself.

If the portraits of our absent friends are pleasant to us, which renew our memory of them and relieve our regret for their absence by a false and empty consolation, how much more pleasant are...

It is with deep regret that the determination to assemble Parliament has been so long delayed.

I may have had moments of regret in my life, but you know, they wouldn’t add up to an hour.

Ah, it’s my longing for whom I might have been that distracts and torments me!

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Never be afraid when God brings back your past. Let your memory have its way with you. It is a minister of God bringing its rebuke and sorrow to you.

I won’t regret, because you can grow flowers where dirt used to be.

After each dream, Frankie woke with a start, soaked in tears. But she found no relief in the peaceful silence of her room, because there everything was real. And the guilt was too immense to...

Apologizing is different from begging, it doesn’t change your status, go ahead and get on your knees, spill tears if you got it, for the person you offended, if at all you had a place...

Sometimes you do things you regret, but there’s nothing you can do about them. Times change. Doors close behind you. You move on.

Speak when you’re angry, and you’ll make the best speech you’ll ever regret.

And I watched the first man I ever kissed walk away from me forever. My heart full of nothing but regret, my brain full of nothing but reassurance that I was making the right choice,...

Q: When is the perfect time? A: Who can say, but probably somewhere between haste and delay – and it’s usually most wise to start today.

Name me no names for my disease,With uninforming breath;I tell you I am none of these,But homesick unto death —Homesick for hills that I had known,For brooks that I had crossed,…Before I met this flesh...

The only mistake you can make is not asking for help.

There are two kinds of guilt: the kind thatdrowns you until you’re useless, and the kind that fires your soul to purpose.

Oh God, Oh God! that it were possibleTo undo things done; to call back yesterday!That time could turn up her swift and sandy glass,To untell days, and to redeem these hours.

I never want to regret. ‘Regret’ is the ugliest word.